Live.

A tap on her shoulder brought her back down to earth. Her head stayed in the clouds. Gazing every day at the sky from her class room windows. Going to school gave her freedom to dream, to think her own thoughts. Freedom to dream of lives that she could be living. Only if...dreams come true. As al the other students would assemble to leave school for the day, she always waited to be on of the last to walk out. So she would be left alone. She was shy and bashful yet very articulate and well mannered. Very smart but very niave... about life. Her dreams turned to wishing for a totally different life. Her imagination was so vivid she made up scenarios of how things could get better.